THE LIFE OF ANNA

Anna heart beat accelerated on hearing her husband car drive into the compound. She panicked, looking around the room. She hasn't done dinner yet, and the kids are not sleeping yet, she's going to be in deep trouble with her husband.

"Kids hurry up, and go upstairs. Go to bed. Your dad is back." She said hurriedly, hastening the kids to walk really fast.

"Mariel, I want you to take your baby brother. And make sure you lock door okay. No matter what happens, do not open up." She warns her kids. Her first child Mariel, stared at her mum in pity. At the same time she nods her head, then carries her baby brother up in her arms.

"Charles, I want you to do exactly what your sister tells you to do, okay. I don't want any of you to come out no matter what happens. Now go." She kissed her three kids on the forehead, then hurried them off.

Anna exhaled heavily, standing in the sitting room. She walks to the kitchen, and started bringing out food stuffs for dinner.

She held the knife tightly she was using to cut onions, as the front door opened. She breaths in and out, she was becoming so paranoid at every passing seconds. 

She stared at the kitchen door, counting his every steps in her mind. Her fingers began to shake, with each passing seconds. She knew this night would not be different from every other night. The nightmares, would surely continue. The nightmare she has to face every night, would surely continue.

Anna blames no one for her misfortune, exactly from her dad. She blames her godforsaken father who pushed her into this marriage, with a beast. She blames her father for selling her to the highest bidder.

She wished she was just like her sister, Alicia. Alicia would never be like her, Alicia would always stand up for herself. She admires her sister so much, even though she normally does not show it. Anna know for a fact, that every child of Mr Williams, wished to be like the black sheep Alicia. They all wished they could stand up to their father, and look him in the eyes, and say *No father, I won't do it! I won't succumb to your will.* 

"Were are you Anna. Were are you my wife!." Steve yelled from the sitting room. He is drunk!. Anna noticed. 

Well... Even when he is a sober man, he never makes things easy for her. And now that he is drunk, things are about to go top notch. She prays she survived this night, just like every other night. She has to survived for her kids.

"Where.... are you...?." Steve belched so loudly, his leg hit a couch on his way to the kitchen to look for his wife.

"I'm here sir. I'm right here Steve." Anna answered rushing into the sitting room.

"If.... you have... been right.. there, then.... why didn't you.... answer me... when I called...  you!." Steve swayed on his footing, as he tried to slap her.

"I.. I .. was busy, making dinner." Anna answered frightfully, trembling in fear.

"What! You haven't made..... my dinner yet!. How.. how.. how dare you!." He growled angrily. He held her by her shirt then slapped her really hard on the face, she fell to the ground.

"I had to take care of the kids and didn't have, enough time to prepare dinner. I'm so sorry, I'll go..."

"Shut the f*ck up. Shut your... bloody trash. I have said it..... A... A thousand times, that you should always... have my dinner ready." He said taking of his belt. Anna shifted back in fright, her eyes bulging out. She closed her eyes and prepared for the stinging pain. She closed her eyes tightly, her fist folded tightly. 

The pain came, the belt landed on her face, bringing the stinging pain along. She shut her mouth tightly, so tightly she refused to make a noise. She knew her kids were beside the door, listening to everything happening right now. She does not want them worrying, so she has to shut her mouth. She can't let a single sound out.

The belt whipped her again, landing on her stomach this time around. She yelled out in surprise, surprised at the pain she felt. She should be used to this now, she should be used to the pain. But how does one get used to pain, how does a human being get used to a thing like this.

He sat down on top of her, then tore her shirt open. Tears sprung out of her eyes, as her husband's hands groped her breast. She felt disgusted by his touch, always has, always will.

Steve's fingers started working on the button of his trouser, in no time his trouser was already down his legs. Anna gasped, as she felt the familiar huge d*ck poke at the entrance of her pu$$y. She covered her mouth with her hand, as her husband d*ck goes in and out of her in very fast motions. She gasped for her, her fingers groping the ground. 

She would wish to die, if she didn't have other things to live for. She has her kids to live for. If she died, who would look after her kids. Is it her monster husband? Perhaps, he would bring in another woman and forget about his kids.

Is it father? Her father cares more about his appearance and his church, more than anything in this life. And he might perhaps, turn them into his mindless obedient children.

Is it her mother? Her mother cares only about money. Money has blinded her mother so much, that she can't stand up for her own kids anymore.

Is it her two brothers? What can those two do. The only thing they can do In person, is to do each and every of father bidding.

Is it her sister, Alicia?. Alicia has her own fight to fight, probably can't add other fight to it.

In this world, she's all alone at the moment. She alone can save herself and her kids!.

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"Where are you coming back from Alicia." Martha asked her daughter, the minute she walked into the sitting room. Alicia didn't reply her mum, instead head straight for her room.

Martha sighed, getting up from the couch, and then she follows Alicia to her room. "Your father isn't a man with patience. Do you want him father disowning you!." 

"That would be the best thing, to ever happen to me mother. I rather do not have a father, than to have him as one." Alicia spat out hatefully.

"You don't know what it's like being poor Alicia. You do not have any iota of idea Alicia. Do not ever wish to be poor, cause you will not like the taste of it." Her mum utters. She could still remember her life in the past vividly. No matter what it takes, she will never go back to such life, ever again.

"And this is the reason, you are willingly to sell your kids happiness. This is the reason, you don't care if your husband ends up destroying your kids." Alicia shaked her head disappointed, and without waiting for her mum reply. She pushed her mum out of the room, and then locked her door.